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Aph nordic fan slander, totally not based.

no one has more rage than an american finding out scandinavian babies sleep outside in their strollers (I've seen so many comments about it it's crazy) Imagine; Mathias babysitting his newborn baby nephew Ladonia leaving him outside in his stroller to sleep not thinking much about it, and then suddenly Alfred sees this and he's like: "HEY! how irresponsible can you be?!"

and Mathias is just: 👁️👄👁️

Bro, the rage they have is justified if it took place in America, but leaving your lil baby out to sleep in the stroller here is like a stroller-safety feature.

There are so many strollers being stolen if the baby isn't in it, I hear 😭

But YES, Alfred visiting any of the nordics would be a culture clash and a half-

Alfred: What if they take him?!

Mathias: Who would want to steal a baby???????? It's the stroller I'm worried about, they're not cheap!

Alfred: ?!!???!?

Thinking about how the nations, before they ended up in the world we have today, of huge alliances and peace treaties and everything. How little they actually knew of each other beyond hearsay, word of mouth and stereotypes and how hostile a relationship many would have had before they were told: "You can't fight anymore, world peace!" And had to get to know each other beyond fighting, tactics, warfare etc.

And I wrote something for it:

“I’ve never once considered,”

Arthur speaks quietly, solemnly in the wake of a partnership so big, he cannot understand the size of it. Peace across a continent, constitutional truce, something firm, settling them into dormancy.

“-what beauty there was to find in your hands, whenever you weren’t wielding a weapon.”

It’s a quiet remark, something uttered at a cultural exchange conference in New York. Meant for himself and the country in front of him, brandishing embroidered flowers of a vest-piece worn rarely enough for the stitches to look almost as new; If not for the discoloration, the slight fading, that speaks of age.

Mathias meets his gaze strongly, calculating perhaps.

“I have to admit that I never stopped to consider you much either.”

It’s an honest confession, and Mathias doesn’t utter the words any louder than Arthur does.

“You weren’t more than someone to subdue, I didn’t even consider who you might be as a people.”

The nod Arthur bows is a stiff one.

“You were a threat to my life.”

Silence falls to allow the bustling voices of the rest of the union to mingle.

Baby steps for a united world. Communication between people, truce where truce has never been found before.

“What do you have to show for yourself?” Mathias asks.

“That is your own. That is not stolen.”

Arthur meets his eyes, aghast. “I beg your pardon?”

“We all know you’re a bit light fingered. Show me something you made, maybe from around the time I showed up. Who was the runt that always gave me so much trouble?”

Arthur clicks his tongue, but shows him to his own station. He does not have much from before the viking invasion. He had no means to preserve it or keep it on his person.

It was buried, destroyed, stolen or dropped, and it was so rare he had any means to craft more.

But there is one thing.

Something his people dug from the earth of early Saxony and picks it up to show it off.

A cloak clasp, welded of greened bronze.

The shape is wonky and ancient, but it holds firm. The emblem of a tree still roughly outlined, the leaves undistinguishable, but the shape unmistakeable.

Mathias does not move to touch it, he only watches with an air about him that Arthur still cannot quite decode.

He is hard to read. Harder yet to understand and predict.

“Is it a tree?”

Arthur nods. “It is an oak.”

“A specific one?”

Arthur pauses briefly in surprise, before clearing his throat.

“Yes. It’s an old oak tree north of Northumbria. I… It used to be a meeting point for the family in spring and autumn.”

He speaks with his throat tightening and he clear his throat against it once more. Mathias doesn’t look rushed or hurried, he looks on with interest. Eyes alert, face open and relaxed, untainted and Arthur has never looked at him so closely without the remnants of fear clawing at his chest.

His face looks foreign in a way. Uncanny, in its kindness that has never been shown towards him before.

“I think I recognize it, you wore your cloak backwards to hide it under the felt.”

“Yes.” Arthur agrees in surprise. “I- Yes, I did. How did you know that?”

Mathias looks at him with a face that speaks of exasperation.

“I had to watch you, of course I would’ve noticed. The fabric looked awkward, so I figured you wore it backwards.” He explains.

“I just assumed you were as weird as my nobles said you were and brushed it off. It wasn’t my job to tell you how to dress, I just had to make sure you didn’t run away or steal anything. Which, by the way-”

Mathias lifts a hand and gestures around vaguely, a smirk crawling onto his mouth much rounder than it had a few centuries ago.

“-I suppose you never dropped the habit of stealing.”

“Would you stop calling me a thief?”

“Only when you stop being one.”

The cloak clasp is placed lightly back on the booth table where it was sat previously.

“How do you recognize it if you never saw it under the felt?”

Mathias breathes in and turns his eyes skyward in thought. He places one arm on his hip, the vest, embroidered with flowers at the hem, slung over his other.

“I saw it a few times during summer when you left the cloak for the season. I remember seeing it in a pile of your clothes when you were washed up and another time, you had stuck it to a sack you carried around for food scouring. But I think you might have dropped it.”

“Dropped it?”

“Yeah, the following winter you had a cobber pin and wore your cloak normally.”

Arthur looks down, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Oh. Right…”

“I’m glad you got it back.”

Mathias smiles. “I’ve lost lots of things that had meaning to them. It’s rare to have them dug up again, and even when they are, it’s not often they’re given back.”

And there it is.

The spark of something friendly, a kindling of humanity that neither had ever considered to look for in The Other.

The stranger with a face attached to him. Something unknown and threatening, now revealed to be something familiar. Threatening in his own right, Mathias carries more than a sword or an ax, he carries himself less like a battalion and more like a person.

He carries wit and humor and empathy just like Arthur does it. His person goes beyond his nation, his personality is seperate from the masses.

“I’m sorry about your fleet.” Arthur blurts.

Mathias laughs. Not in a mocking way, but in a humorous way.

“It’s alright! I buried that hatchet long ago.”

Arthur cracks a sheepish smile in return. Unsure of his footing.

“I kind of saw it as retaliation for… You know, the whole conquest I did of you and all. And I’m sorry about that.”

Sheepish or not, Arthur smiles a bit more softly at that. He didn’t think he’d ever get an apology for that, beings like them can’t really expect it with how much fighting there is.

You can’t apologize for something that will come around again sooner or later.

Maybe this time it might count though.

“It’s water under the bridge.”

“Glad we agree.”

He doesn’t forgive him, but he doesn’t need to. Neither of them do.

United Nations might work out afterall.

Afterwards:

Sorry for not updating that often! I’ve got midterms going on.

“You like krabby patties, don’t You Norway?”

i just burst out laughing because i remembered chatotai and i’s hetalia headcanon which is nations, if sleeping, wake up when another nation enters their land so aph denmark just drives his car back and forth over the swedish border at 3am and is finally met at the end of the øresund bridge by berwald with a gun

source

:)))) im bored so, haha just some random nordic.

Some Of The Best Hetalia Lines In The History Of Ever™

“I’M IN NORTH AFRICA RIGHT NOW AND I CAN’T TIE MY SHOELACES”

“Please close your legs.” “I WANT THE CAMERA TO GET MY BEST SIDE.”

“Am I Catholic or Protestant?…God, I don’t know…”

“Oh thanks a million, next time why don’t you just stab me in the chest wITH A SPATULA”

“Wow I look exactly like you, a big douche-bag.”

“CHECK IT BEFORE YOU WRECK IT”

“Winter can suck my jingle bells!”

“YOU CAN’T GOOGLE THINGS IN 1942 YOU ASSHAT”

“I once killed a man with his own mustache and a grape.”

“EAT LEAD, YOU POTATO SUCKING BITCH!”

“My milkshakes bring all the boys–” “TO HELL WITH YOUR MILKSHAKES”

“I AM GOING TO KILL YOU UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD”

Aph denmark, iceland and norway as Systur  i tried ok soooo

Sketch of Norway and Denmark

Some headcanons for America/Canada

• He is fluent in almost every language and his pronunciation is perfect.

•Canada is the only one who knows this. He also knows that America never speaks the languages because no matter what the other countries will insult him on anything and everything he does. Canada knows it affects America a lot, but he pretends it doesn’t. The “Hero” personality is mostly a front in many ways.

•Among the languages America uses regularly is ASL. America unconsciously signs when his emotions are extreme, good or bad, and on occasion when he’s in deep thought. He likes to sign along to songs. He doesn’t really notice he’s doing it.

•Canada is fluent in ASL. He can gauge his brothers mood based on this.

•They use ASL to communicate when they don’t want the other countries to know what they’re talking about. (It drives the other countries absolutely crazy.)

•If you ask America what his favorite movie is he’ll say Captain America (anything Marvel actually) or The Princess Bride. His real favorite movies are, Saving Mr. Banks, Steel Magnolias, Lilo and Stitch, and Up. He will never admit to liking those movies or to having seen any of them.

•America suffers from BPD, ADHD, BP-2. He’s lived with it his whole life. He learned early on how to hide it and lives by the motto “Fake it til you make it.” That’s why his “hero” persona seems forced sometimes. (Only England and Canada know about this. They don’t really talk about it. America doesn’t know that they know.)

•America loves that he now has a friend group! The Awesome trio just goofs around and just has fun together.

•America’s favorite person to spend time with is England. He will drop everything or bail on any other plans he has in order to spend some time with England.

•He doesn’t express his emotions well and doesn’t really know how to tell the people in his life that he loves them. He tries to do acts of kindness to show how much he cares.

•Affection is his love language. Loves hugs and cuddles ect. But only does that with people he loves and trusts completely. (England, Canada, Japan)

I have more but I will save those for another day.

*As a side note, the ASL stuff is actually something I do and those disorders I listed are my own diagnoses. If you read about them or you look up common symptoms, you’ll get why I picked them for him, or at least I hope you will.

So I found this on YouTube

some suden meme

I draw some sunor (and denmark) meme

(i died on shading this)

Original:

All of a sudden I feel like suden is a good idea

Of course it is! It have a good historical and cultural preconditions to ship it. However, we should not forget that Sweden and Denmark fought with each other for quite a long time... When Sweden left the Kalmar union, Denmark was still trying to regain its neighbor, and in a very cruel way....

Denmark: Yo bro, U wanna to leave me so ill kill a citizens of your capital in the main square 💔💔💔💔

Sweden: What-

Denmark: love you bae ✨

Sweden:

* Translation: "i still need to quit this slavery"

...

Both Sweden and Denmark were “abusers” in relation to other countries (in the case of Sweden, this is relations with Finland; i think i draw something about this because its really interesting).

Hello everyone!

I'm announcing a thread (a few posts) that will be about Nordic 5 color sheet/palettes.

These will be my headcanons about the skin, hair and eye tones of these characters. I'll also compare them to anime palettes.

I want to not only share headcanons, but also talk about the peculiarities of human pigmentation. So in these posts I will also indicate what the tones would look like in real life (for example, there is no purple eye color).

Each post will be dedicated to a concrete character of the Nordic 5 and will be accompanied by illustrations that you can use as references (if you want).

The first post will be released on 5th of May

I will be very grateful if you share this content with other hetalia fans!